In the desert where the sun shines bright,

A dream was born in golden light.

From endless dunes to towers high,

The UAE now touches the sky.

Falcons soar with fearless grace,

Pride and strength in every place.

Mosques stand tall with voices clear,

A song of faith we always hear.

From pearls so pure to oil untold,

A story rich, a heart of gold.

Through time and change, they rise so strong,

Their hope and courage last so long.

O UAE, a shining land,

Built by heart and guiding hand.

You turned the sands to dreams that glow,

A gift of light

the world will know.

8 - Diamond

Upon the sands, the towers rise

A beam where oceans truly gleam

Beneath the wide and starry skies

A nation built with a key dream.

The falcon rose in morning day

Its shadow blessed by mountain stone;

The dust storms whooshing through the way

A strength that holds yet stands alone.

From gold and pearls, to oil and trade,

Rich in wealth, both sides of the coin

From dust and stones, the state was made

That once worked for empires foreign

O Emirates, both young and free

An ambitious peak where hopes flown,

You shine beside the sapphire sea

A glowing gem the Earth has known.

In every home where laughter stays,
Family shines in countless ways.
A mother’s hand, so soft, so true,
A father’s strength so strong, so true

Siblings laughter, then quickly mend,
For love will not end.
Grandparents tell of days gone,
Stories that never seem to die.

Tables crowded, rice to share,
The unconditional love is there.

In the Philippines, it’s understood,
Family’s bond is pure and good.

Wind's breezes feels nice,

The Alps were stunning

They feel relaxing

In this wonderful land,

Their nice sweets are all found,

Swiss knife into your hand,

Companion all around,

Swiss watch tells you the time,

On the mountain you climb,

On the beautiful rivers,

Lakes that shine like silvers

Taking a seeing is a must,

Wonderful views from dawn to dusk,

This place seems like heaven and Earth

Some wishes to go back and forth.

8-DIAMOND

our hearts collide,

Dreams take flight,

we'll never hide.

With every beat,

the night shines bright,

We dance together,

chasing light.

Through city streets,

our voices soar,

A melody forevermore.

Hand in hand, we'll

find our way,

A brighter dawn, a

brand new day.

The Way of Japan

In quiet streets, the lanterns glow,

Respectful bows where greetings flow.

Tradition’s hand still gently guides,

Where honor blooms and calm abides.

The gardens speak in stones and sand,

Patience shaped by steady hand.

Each movement marked with care and grace,

A discipline time can’t erase.

Through cherry blossoms, soft and bright,

They carry wisdom into night.

A culture deep, both strong and true,

Where harmony shapes all they do.

Through storms and trials, still they stand,

With duty clear, a noble brand.

Their spirit shines, both proud and pure,

A discipline that will endure.

Technology gleams with pure delight.

From robots dancing, sleek and grand,

Innovation thrives throughout the land.

With cherry blossoms, soft and sweet,

A gentle beauty, can't be beat.

In spring, they bloom, a pink cascade,

A fleeting beauty, briefly stayed.

Then manga's tales and anime's art,

Capture the soul and pierce the heart.

With vibrant colors, stories unfold,

A world of wonder, brave and bold.

And sushi's taste, a pure sensation,

A culinary celebration.

With rice and fish, a perfect blend,

A taste of Japan, without end.

Tradition's roots, so deep and strong,

In temples old, where bells have gonged.

From ancient ways to modern dreams,

Japan's spirit brightly gleams.

Shamcey M. Tubigan

8-Diamond

8 - Diamond

A land of peace for everyone.

The falcon flies so high and free,

A symbol proud for all to see.

Seven emirates stand as one,

Together strong, their dreams begun.

They build with hope, their hearts unite,

A future bright, a guiding light.

From pearl and trade to towers tall,

The UAE inspires all.

Tradition lives, yet dreams can grow,

A land of pride the world will know.

O UAE, so brave and true,

Your flag waves high, red, green, black, white.

Forever strong, your light will stay,

A shining home each night and day.

The maple leaf, a symbol bright,

Waving in the northern light.

Hockey games on frozen ponds,

A nation's passion that resounds.

Winter carnivals, a joyful scene,

With ice sculptures, crisp and keen.

Indigenous roots, a heritage deep,

Stories whispered, secrets to keep.

Powwows drum with ancient beat,

Honoring ancestors, bittersweet.

Canada Day fireworks, a dazzling show,

Celebrating freedom, watch it glow.

The spirit of kindness, warm and true,

In every heart, it sees us through.

Traditions carried, hand in hand,

A legacy cherished in this land.

From generation to generation, they flow,

Canada's traditions continue to grow.

Sushi rolls shining, so fresh and so neat,

Rice and raw fish make a delicate treat.

Ramen with broth that is tasty and warm,

Noodles and spices create a great charm.

Tempura golden, so crispy, so light,

Shrimp and soft veggies, a true delight.

Takoyaki balls, with octopus inside,

Street food of joy that the people take pride.

Matcha so calming, a drink full of grace,

Bitter yet gentle, it soothes every place.

Mochi so sticky, yet tender and sweet,

Japanese flavors are truly complete.

A child walks barefoot, her eyes on the sky

The mountains embraces her with stories of old

Her parents guard customs more precious than gold

She dreams of a future, yet roots hold her to rise up high

Her father plants maize, then kneels down in prayer

The rosary beads slip soft through his hand

At the uma lulik, the spirits still stand

Both earth and the heavens remind him they care.

Her mother weaves tais with threads bright and deep

She sings ancient songs at each wedding and feast

Honoring the elders, the great and the least

While teaching the child what memories to keep.

She is Timor-Leste, still finding her way

A child of tomorrow, yet bound to the past

By faith and tradition, both fragile and vast

Her parents beside her, to guide and to stay.

In every whispered prayer, a heart's gentle plea,

Respect for one another, in unity we see.

Elders guide our footsteps, their wisdom shines so bright,

In faith, we find our strength, through darkness into light.

With open hearts we gather, in love and trust we stand,

Together in our journey, hand in hand, we understand.

For in respect and faith, our spirits intertwine,

A tapestry of hope, in every soul, divine.

8-Amethyst

Kami in nature give blessings so grand.

Shrines built of wood where the people still pray,

Offerings placed at the start of each day.

Buddhism teaches of calmness within,

Seeking enlightenment, freedom from sin.

Temples with lanterns and silence so deep,

Guiding the soul to a wisdom to keep.

Festivals shine with prayers in the air,

Gods of the harvest bring gifts that they share.

Blending of faiths through tradition is shown,

Religion in Japan has richly grown.

They teaching us what is wrong and right.

Through every story, every song,

They guided us in all along.

When we are young, they showed us care,

With gentle hands are always there.

Now we grow, It’s ours to give them,

They walked the paths as we walk today,

Their wisdom and guide us every way.

Respect for elders, tried and true,

Is showing love in all we do.

They teaching us what is wrong and right.

Through every story, every song,

They guided us in all along.

When we are young, they showed us care,

With gentle hands are always there.

Now we grow, It’s ours to give them,

Respect that is show how much we live.

They walked the paths as we walk today,

Their wisdom and guided us every way.

Respect for elders, tried and true,

Is showing love in all we do.

They teaching us what is wrong and right.

Through every story, every song,

They guided us in all along.

When we are young, they showed us care,

With gentle hands are always there.

Now we grow, It’s ours to give them,

Respect that is show how much we live.

They walked the paths as we walk today,

Their wisdom and guided us every way.

Respect for elders, tried and true,

Is showing love in all we do.

A welcome warm, a gracious treat,

Filipino hearts, kind and true,

Open their doors for you and me.

With tables set and food so grand,

They offer all with helping hand,

No guest will ever feel alone,

In every smile, a seed is hone.

From morning light till evening hush,

They cater with a gentle rush,

A culture rich, a loving grace,

Welcoming all over the place.

So let us keep this spirit bright,

A lightning shining in the night,

Filipino warmth, precious gem,

A heartfelt welcoming to them.

8 - AMETHYST

8 - AMETHYST

Even in simple "thank you" their smile shine

In every prayer, in every song,

Their sense of gratitude grows deep and strong

Honoring those who help and lend a hand

Who help them , who support them, and help us stand

Every joy that come to them, their heart sing

They Bow their head with loyalty, they bring

They thank the friends who will never walk away

Through storm or sun, they chose with them to stay

thank the life in every breath they find,

A gift of joy to nurture heart and mind.

thanking the strength that shines when times are tough,

For Filipinos know that love is enough.

thanking all hearts that keep this spirit whole,

grateful flame within the Filipino soul.

Gandhi's legacy always will stay near

Saffron robes of the monks show peaceful care

Freedom's spirit guides the nation's way clear

Bollywood's music echoes through the night

Colors of festivals beaming so bold

Dancing freely to the rhythmic of light

Stories of the myths are forever told

Classical music echoes through the land

Dancing forms are moving with gentle hand

Rhythms blending in a cultural band

Beauty candescent in a peaceful stand

Family’s love forever hold so strong

Respect for our elders who guides each path

Traditions passed their hearts do belong

Cultural heritage shines with love's math

The moonlight halls of everlasting night

It all started during the late zhou dynasty

Where she and Hou Yi love each other endlessly

But she drank a magic potion, played in her hand

A potion of endless life, an item so grand

Then she started floating, leaving her true love

And she waits for him, on the moon above

With a heart full of surrow,she gazes below

Longing for Hou Yi ,her true love from long ago

In the silvery moon glow she dance with grace

A radiant chang e, now in the night's embrace

Her heart ached for Hou Yi, the one she held so dear

Oh, her eternal longing for him, so sincere.

A guardian of love, a beacon so bright

Chang e, the moon Goddess, stuck in the night

8 - Jade

Rice fields stretch far and wide,

A sea of green where ancestors reside,

In every grain, a story's told,

Of traditions old, of cultures bold.

From bustling streets of Tokyo's night,

To tranquil gardens of Beijing's delight,

The scent of incense, a familiar treat,

A sensory journey that can't be beat.

Dragon dances, lion's mighty roar,

Vibrant colors, a festive score,

In every festival, a tale unfolds,

Of heritage rich, of history told

From Confucius' teachings to Buddha's way,

A philosophical journey, day by day,

In every step, a path is made,

Of discovery, of growth displayed.

The prettiest sight I’ve ever seen.

The rainbow shines, the birds all sing,

A happy gift from God, our King.

The sky so wide, the stars so bright,

Remind me, Lord, of love and light.

The flowers bloom, the rivers flow,

You’re always near, this much I know.

The sunshine warms, the soft winds blow,

In all of this, Your love will show.

The trees stand tall, the birds all sing,

They praise the name of Christ, their King.

And when I walk the earth each day,

In nature’s song I hear You say:

“My child, you’re safe, you’re not alone,

For in My love, yo

u’re always home.”

‎Whispers are to be heard

‎Signals the forbidden

‎That are known to some men

‎

‎A white cloth that shimmers

‎A dove above that seers,

‎The veil must be frozen,

‎For it's the forbidden

‎

‎As the night starts to rise

‎One's luck starts to arise

‎Once sweepen, it'll lessen,

‎For it's the forbidden

‎

‎Through the steel flames that lights

‎Melody sings all might

‎A rose that will bloom old

‎So what I have been told

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‎Look, learn and listen

‎For it's the forbidden

‎These words that draws a line

‎We need and look for sign

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8 Diamond

I lean against the pole, my books press to my side,

The morning hums in breath the trains can never hide,

The city wakes before the sun has truly cried,

Its heartbeat flows through footsteps where the tiles collide.

The kopi stall rings out with coins that softly sing,

And plastic bags of breakfast sway on nylon string.

An uncle wipes a table clean of all its past,

The garlic ghosts of stories cling but never last.

The Merlion sends a silver song across seas

A statue bound in myth yet breathing endlessly,

Some claim its arc is made for tourists passing through,

But I believe its waters tell what’s old and new.

The station doors retreat with tender, practiced care,

The city pulls me forward, faster than the air.

I carry all its motion folded in my chest,

A restless home that moves, yet holds me in its nest.

Folks share a smile, deep down inside,

A mix of stories, hand in hand,

Canadians all, across the land.

From rocky shores to mountain high,

We chase our dreams beneath the sky,

With open hearts, like fields of gold,

Together strong, a tale unfolds.

The maple leaf, a gentle sign,

Of roots that twist and intertwine,

In hockey games, we shout and roar,

A joyful noise we all adore.

So raise a glass to friends we know,

"To Canada, let kindness grow!"

For here we stand, side by side,

Beneath the northern lights so wide.

NAME:SHEILA MAE G. VARGAS

GRADE AND SECTION:8-JADE

Tigers are always peculiar.

Their behavior has been unfamiliar

They never come in packs, oh so strange.

But it may have a strain.

The night approaches, and the tigers come to rest

And now, the hunters see if they've passed the test.

A knife in hand, no one had noticed

That the hunter has ripped off the tiger's skin, how focused.

A screech of pain erupts from the tiger,

But his pain did not falter the hunter's desire.

A new trend for the latter,

Wearing Tiger's skin, how gorgeous a pattern.

One by one, they desire for more

Until the day they get bored.

Squawks of pain, pecking like vultures

They had never known our true culture.

8-Jade

Title:The Philippines

They we're once free like the birds in the sky

After the heroes fought until they die

But when the governments achieved power

They were greedy and wants to be stronger

They played and manipulated people

Made the people think there's nothing awful

Sits in their positions doing nothing

But earns money and funds that they're stealing

Did the spaniards colonized us again?

Eyes closed and waiting for someone to stand?

Did the history repeated itself?

Or we really just chose it for ourselves

A fragile heart, a bond at stake.

A quiet glance, a whispered name,

A fleeting spark becomes a

flame.

The laughter loud, the battles long,

A song of courage, weakness strong.

Behind each frame, a truth we find

That hope can live in every mind.

It’s more than fiction, more than art,

It lingers deep inside the heart.

For in anime, we start to see,

The dream of them, the dream me

-Steven Relata, 8-jade

‎no one will be left out astray.

‎Day-by-day, respect leads the way

‎and makes organization slay.

‎

‎In times of crisis, we stand tall

‎and helping others if they fall.

‎Filled with love, we'll stand through it all

‎respect comes in and joins them all.

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‎Public with tradition bound hearts,

‎it brings them closer to their starts.

‎Cleanliness gleams, through clever hearts

‎doesn't miss a spot, cleaning parts.

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‎Japan's way is surely the best,

‎cause discipline guides them in the east.

‎Let's be like them, unlike the rest

‎for a fresh start among this mess.

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